Luyện nghe bài hát Blowe

Hey baby, bring me something to in here
sit down and watch a little TV

Yo they comin', it's crazy but I know it they
Maybe, not I feel it coming I knew it, they comin'
This in President, I guarentee
Jim, Jimmy, Jimmy wake up,
Only the can save, 5.99 no obligation
Let me to rock this mic
Now the polar bear
And, and what was going through your right now

Look at these weak MC's G's
Never wore BVD's or even Lees
Please, with these fantisies about you keys
When you you bees in front of the TV eatin' grilled cheese
On your knees you know my
Kris is nice with M-I-Cs

I'm like BBD the plot thickens while I be hittin'
And lickin', flippin' any mix and over the skippin'
And cable clippin', still
Even though some people admitting
Through they system I it kickin'
And tippin' the I pay tuiton not bail
Drink water not ale, my MC Hammer hits it on the nail
I can't with my 7 stripes

Strike one pierces the lung over the MC's become dumb
Like "um?" They numb, the tongue over the bass drum
I am D the MC like Run, spittin' for fun
And for a sum of the crumb
You missed when you swung, I whole hum
one done underestimated KRS-One, yeah, so

Say
If you really want true
Say
If you want the hip hop to
Say
I'll be rockin' all round
You better cool the F out we go up in your mouth

It's just begun to bubble, spells trouble
On the mic soon there is no
I from under the rumble
Count the truth poetic construction, audio
Showbiz production for lyric reduction
And fly instruction

Keep the hoppin'
Keep the DJs buggin' from the
Non hip hop chatter box
It was dope first crack out the box Scott LaRock
How are washed up like sweat socks
makes the heads nod

Say
If you really want true
Say
If you want the hip hop to
Say
I'll be rockin' all round
You better cool the F out before we go up in mouth

KRS-One, yes my son
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KRS-One, yes my son
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You know they can't compete, that right
No
You better cool the F out before we go up in mouth

When it's my turn, kid, look at what you did
Like my is dreadable, you edible
I kick incredible for my poeple
I'm jackin' these like me so sue and stretch bobbito overloops
While you sittin' on stoops I'm rockin' mics for U.S. in group
You up, oops, I can read a true crook
Like I a new book

I'm hooked on hip hop
Look at the tip top lyrical
Floatin' like a soap bubble that you wann puncture
Or rupture, I write what I utter, mother mother
There's too many of us dying still trying and not
Not suceeding still pursueing, you doing?
What you doing? What you

The is started departed on schedule
I beg you please lookover my lyrical
others can't do I can do
Enhancing 7 levels of your
I dismantel stress, you're listening to the lyrical best
Worldwide qualified to administer any MC
Stop guessin,' class is in full
Now show 'em how